[0-1:59.760]Yes, my love, oh we, are magicians
[00:05.710]you and I
[00:06.850]And soon, you'll see
[00:09.500]that the cloud shapes in our eyes are blind
[00:13.270]but fly, forever just the same
[00:19.020]Yes, my love, oh we, are magicians
[00:26.180]you and I
[00:27.600]And soon, you'll see
[00:30.310]that the cloud shapes in our eyes are blind,
[00:34.060]but fly, forever just the same
[00:38.350]forever just the same
[01:03.670]Oh you -- you've been sleeping in the rough
[01:07.890]A traveling man took you by the hand
[01:10.350]And still I wonder
[01:12.990]Why dear -- you've a pocket full of snuff
[01:17.770]A meek and mild rag-time child who sometimes wonders
[01:22.750]Why the crowds all stare
[01:25.980]Mrs Porter's crying "Keep that kid away from my bear"
[01:32.830]I've got 10 bob on that one and I'll not be having no mad-arsed kid do me wrong
[01:42.670]And suddenly the curtain falls
[01:47.980]Oh it -- it may well hap' to be
[01:52.530]That there's magic wed in ragged threads
[01:55.370]That you sleep under
[01:57.630]To find -- there's comfort in the melody
[02:02.260]Too mild and meek for rag-time chic and still I wonder
[02:07.430]Why the crowds all stare,
[02:12.210]Mrs Porter's crying "Keep that kid away from my bear"
[02:17.320]I've got 10 bob on that one and I'll not be having no mad-arsed kid do me wrong
[02:27.440]And suddenly the curtain falls
[02:34.080]Mary was a poor girl
[02:36.040]Turned alabaster call girl
[02:38.720]With bruised and pale pins
[02:44.050]Mary's still a poor girl
[02:46.170]So through these gutters crawl, girl
[02:48.760]Your secret's sleeping in
[02:52.950]And the crowds'll stop and stare
[02:56.540]Mrs Porter's crying "Keep that kid away from my bear"
[03:03.950]I've got 10 bob on that on and I'll not be having no mad-arsed kid do me wrong
[03:13.500]And suddenly the curtain falls
[03:19.950]Santa Baby
[03:22.080]Just slip a sable under the tree for me
[03:28.320]you been an awful bad girl
[03:31.190]Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight